"I understand, and I swear to be loyal to the Young Master to the death." Diewu felt a bitter unwillingness in her heart, but she dared not show it.
"I don't need mysterious people by my side." Song San glanced at Diewu's mask, "Also, the matters of the Tan Family do not need your intervention."
"But..."
Song San immediately frowned while looking at her.
Diewu felt a tightness in her throat and ultimately said nothing, raising her hand to touch the mask on her face. After a moment of hesitation, she took it off, revealing a face of devastating beauty.
Song San, with no expression, turned around and walked away.
Diewu's watery eyes were full of disappointment. She wore the mask because this face attracted too much attention, yet this man completely ignored her.
In the Tan family manor, Tan Lie did not hide anything and recounted the events that had happened, as given the current situation, he had no choice but to speak.
